Lyrics:
slim shady
Boy you sweet, Eminem
Lil Baby
It's my turn
Got the keys
Time to pay me
Lil Baby
It's my turn
Got the keys
Time to play me
Make it shakey
And crack this bitch one good time
Niggas don't wanna talk no more, do they?
Hell nah, every time, please believe it
The mothafucka sittin' right there
And crack this bitch one good time
Niggas don't wanna talk no more, do they?
Hell nah, every time, please believe it
The mothafucka sittin' right there
knees
Than you go and cheat on me
Bitch please
Call me fake bitch your the fucking one who on my wants me for my money
That's always up for debate
See
that bitch with a bat and he said
I hate my stepdad
I came in like the Donald
Grabbed this game by the pussy
Fuck off buddy
What do you want a cookie
salivated like man I know I can spit
I was knocking for quite some time but you wouldn't open this bitch
You turn green when I enter, probably can't breathe
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
lets go
I don't give no fucks nah
I do it by myself or with all my bros you coming
Said I don't give no fucks nope
I'll do this till I die even do this
Got a strike up on my record
And I'm playing shit for what it's gonna be
A nigga sitting on his last hundred
Plus I owe the homie 50
And my bitch
Back to school
I've acted cool
Back to school
I've acted cool
Got back home at two
And I made up some excuse
Please mom lemme' go
I gotta screw this
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
an extra ten of them missiles
Turn gangstas into gentlemen vicko
And ever since Eminem dissed you
I swear I see the women and bitch in you
All this bickering
made me roll my eyes
You actually thought that were Eminem
Sit the fuck down cuz ain't one of them
Will the real slim Shady please stand up
And tell this
ain't the shooter
(?)
Riding shotty in the chevy (?) know as a Krueger
Lyrical ruler (?)
You lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please
Your bitch
bitch a ghost town
Stay ten toes down, check the pulse now
They can’t by my soul, gotta let them know this shit is sold out
Yeah its sold out, yeah its
him
'Cause he was his biggest fan
He used to be Superman
Now I'm pourin' liquor on the curb in his name for him
"Eminem, you wait 'til we meet up
a stage with Nickel Nine, and that's crazy
We on tour with Eminem, baby, that's Shady
Room full of naked chicks, surrounded by pussy
'Cause I rap
on dee fucking knees
On dee knees
Bitch say please
Fuck my job
Ride with mob
Smoke that weed
What I need
Not the drama
Chasing commas
Invade ya space
back of the cafeteria
Yo who be that boy in the zoot suit?
Hi Mrs. K, could you please send Hilroy to the office immediately please
He's in some pretty
They say that
he was done
Those words were just a warning
You cant sleep
With out an
Eye open
Or we’re dead by morning
They say that
he was done
kill and please dont fight
Dont smoke and dont get peer pressured by all of these dykes
Alright you know what thats it man
Five stars on the wanted poster
I'm drinking, I'm out my mind, You know I'm never sober
Don't know the subject of time so bitch it's never over
Hit them
better check to smell it
Eminem starts with E, better check the spelling
With a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple
I got an Aspirin capsule trapped
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
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